Chapter 228

After calming down, Yuigahama Yui, who had time to think carefully.

Seemed to realize that what she grabbed, what she accidentally grabbed, wasn't Kitakami Yoru's forearm.

But, she rubbed her forearm and hesitated.

"Then do you like him?"

Ebina Hina forcibly held back the motherly smile on her face and asked curiously again.

"Li..."

Did she like him or not?

Yuigahama Yui didn't have a conclusion yet and subconsciously followed Ebina Hina's words, wanting to think it through.

In her mind, several slides flashed by.

Yuigahama Yui's heart slowly accelerated, and at the same time, she realized something was wrong and screamed in surprise.

She stood up quickly and turned her head at the same time.

"You... you... Hina, you scared me..."

Yuigahama Yui felt her heart jump into her throat in an instant, panicked.

Miura Yumiko distracted part of her attention, glanced twice, and didn't care.

"Yui, your face is red."

Ebina Hina laughed instead, touching her own face.

"I don't, you scared me red!"

Yuigahama Yui defended.

"Ahahaha, you wouldn't happen to like Kitakami-san, would you?"

Ebina Hina knew that Yuigahama Yui was very innocent.

"No, how could I like someone so simply and quickly."

"Hina, don't make fun of me."

Yuigahama Yui defended in embarrassment; it felt so shameful.

"Go cheer for Yumiko."

Ebina Hina stopped in time, but after finishing, she left in another direction.

In front of the vending machine.

Kitakami Yoru put in a coin, bent over, and took out a bottle of juice.

Kato Megumi, who had been waiting for a long time, walked over happily from afar, her mouth opening to say hello.

But immediately after, from another direction, Ebina Hina shouted Kitakami Yoru's name and ran over.

Kato Megumi's smile froze immediately, and she foolishly watched Kitakami Yoru and Ebina Hina talking about something.

Her expression was complex, and her eyes were even more terrifying, with a bit of yandere horror...

"Kitakami-san, it was Tobe who reported you for a false start."

Ebina Hina came over and said, frowning and sighing.

Originally, she didn't feel anything for Tobe Sho, and this made her like him even less.

"I understand."

"He's jealous and doesn't want you to be with me."

Kitakami Yoru said indifferently, his gaze looking toward the playground.

"Sorry for dragging you into this."

Ebina Hina glanced at the vending machine and turned her head again.

"He doesn't get along with me either, and I don't like him either."

"By the way, what kind of boy do you like?"

Kitakami Yoru looked at the girl in front of him.

He didn't understand; why would a cute girl deliberately try to look ugly?

Ebina Hina cut her hair in this ugly way and wore old-fashioned auntie glasses, but she was still cute and beautiful.

If she dressed up normally, she probably wouldn't lose to her good friend Miura Yumiko at all.

At that time, Yuigahama Yui would be slightly inferior because she didn't have the maturity of her mother.

"I like someone like you."

Ebina Hina stretched out her index finger, pushed her glasses, and said indifferently.

"Huh?"

Kitakami Yoru was clearly stunned.

"Ahahaha..."

Seeing Kitakami Yoru's reaction, Ebina Hina laughed out loud without hiding it.

She was joking.

How could she like Kitakami-san?

"Don't make such jokes."

Kitakami Yoru curled his lips.

"Gomen, it's a simulated confession..."

"I won't do it next time."

Ebina Hina waved her hand embarrassedly.

Guaranteeing she wouldn't make such jokes next time.

14: Hayasaka Ai's invitation

Seeing Kitakami Yoru and Ebina Hina talking happily, Kato Megumi turned and left in low spirits.

Her eyes were full of an indescribable bitterness.

"So? How do you plan to handle Tobe Sho's matter?"

"Still playing dumb? Don't know?"

Kitakami Yoru brought up the business.

"I can't just think about myself, right?"

"If I refuse directly, reject him, we won't be able to hang out together."

Ebina Hina thought about this.

"Then you guys aren't friends, it's really hypocritical."

Kitakami Yoru complained and added in his heart: "If it were me, I would absolutely never be like this; I really want to tear this hypocritical popular group apart..."

"In social interactions, it's inevitable that you'll need a little lie as a lubricant."

Ebina Hina put her hands behind her back and leaned forward slightly.

"If everyone told the truth, the world would be in chaos, and it wouldn't be better."

Kitakami Yoru replied indifferently.

"That's it then, thank you, Kitakami-kun!"

Ebina Hina smiled, revealing a row of neat teeth, and waved.

"Hehe... you're welcome..."

Kitakami Yoru secretly curled his lips and smiled in cooperation.

"So good, no wonder Yui was stunned; she wouldn't really like Kitakami-san, would she?"

Ebina Hina paused for a second and walked away waving her little hand.

"There's half a class left, Matsushita-san's confession..."

Taking a sip of juice, Kitakami Yoru turned to look at the big clock on the Shuchiin clock tower.

"Are you guys tricking me into coming back with this idea?"

Three lines appeared on Hayasaka Ai's forehead, and the corners of her mouth twitched wildly.

Her gyaru companions said they were coming to buy drinks, so why did they see Kitakami Yoru?

Hayasaka Ai couldn't understand at all; did they think this had any meaning?

"Hayasaka, it's not like that, we didn't know Kitakami-san was here."

"Come on, go say hello."

"Go on... go on..."

The gyarus reached out from Kitakami Yoru's right rear, a blind spot, and pushed Hayasaka Ai to go up and strike up a conversation.

These gyarus' looks could only be considered okay, not bad, barely passing.

How could they compare to the mixed-race maid Hayasaka Ai, whose looks were off the charts?

Because of shyness and lack of confidence in the face of handsome guys, these gyarus' plan was to let Hayasaka Ai strike up a conversation, so they could use Hayasaka Ai to contact Kitakami Yoru.

Even if it was just talking, drinking coffee together, singing, or shopping, it would be fine.

Hayasaka Ai resisted slightly, shouting that she didn't want to, but she couldn't directly fall out with the gyarus.

Half-pushed, they forcibly pushed Hayasaka Ai over.

"Hayasaka, good luck!"

A gyaru pushed Hayasaka toward Kitakami Yoru and pulled her companions back a few steps.

The sound of footsteps attracted Kitakami Yoru to look back, and he saw Hayasaka Ai trying hard to twist her waist to maintain her balance, finally standing still, her expression a bit at a loss.

"Uh... Hayasaka-san, is something the matter?"

Kitakami Yoru looked at Hayasaka Ai politely, his gaze sweeping over the gyarus behind her.

"No... uh... uh..."

Hayasaka Ai spoke subconsciously, then remembered the gyarus behind her, and didn't know how to answer.

"Hmm?"

Kitakami Yoru looked curious.

Regarding Hayasaka Ai.

Intuition and mind-reading from volunteering at a nursing home told him Hayasaka Ai was very strange, and her relationship with Kaguya Shinomiya behind the scenes was unusual.

There must be a secret.

"That..."

Hayasaka Ai really wasn't good at this kind of thing and wouldn't fight a battle without preparation; she looked back at her gyaru companions.

Her companions were frantically signaling with their eyes and micro-expressions, looking even more anxious than Hayasaka Ai herself.

These little actions couldn't escape Kitakami Yoru's eyes; he understood everything and basically understood the thoughts and ideas of these gyarus.

Could it be?

They wanted to ask him out to play?

"Want to go out and play together after school?"

Hayasaka Ai sighed repeatedly in her heart, but had to maintain a good expression.

Taking care of Kaguya-sama, she found joy in bitterness and was very hard-working.

"Sure."

Kitakami Yoru nodded without thinking.

If it were someone else, he would definitely refuse.

"Eh... okay."

Hayasaka Ai originally thought Kitakami Yoru would refuse, and was slightly surprised.

"Okay, want to exchange contact information?"

Kitakami Yoru looked at Hayasaka Ai's eyes as if nothing had happened, as well as the top of her head.

A golden treasure chest slowly appeared, and the progress bar was extremely thin!

If it weren't to open the golden treasure chest, he wouldn't have agreed.

"Sure..."

Hayasaka Ai's LINE, besides a few gyarus and some necessary classmates, only had Kaguya Shinomiya.

"Woo-hoo... I told you Hayasaka could do it, right?"

"Hayasaka is a rare mixed-race girl, and she's so beautiful, hee hee..."

Several gyarus jumped up happily, looking at each other and whispering, as if they had also benefited.

Hearing the gyarus' actions, Hayasaka Ai wished she could turn around and beat them up.

However, she didn't consider these people real friends.

Her reality was cold and cruel.

"Why does Hayasaka Ai have a golden treasure chest on her head?"

"Counting Kasumigaoka Utaha, Kirisu Mafuyu, Kaguya Shinomiya, that little hairless dog Eriri, only Kato and Hayasaka Ai are left..."

Kitakami Yoru thought, not seeing any surprise at getting the cute mixed-race girl's contact information.

Only confusion.

One day, or in the near future.

When he found out that Hayasaka Ai was Kaguya Shinomiya's private maid, had tracked him, investigated him thoroughly, and had once thought about sinking his whole family into Tokyo Bay.

Would he be furious and rethink the mystery of the golden treasure chest?

"Don't you have a phone?"

Hayasaka Ai unlocked her phone, and the three gyarus also walked up, secretly looking at Kitakami Yoru.

"No, can you give me your phone for a second?"

Kitakami Yoru wanted to enter the contact information.

"Just say it."

Hayasaka Ai refused nonchalantly.

Kitakami Yoru quickly reported a string of numbers, which was his own phone number.

The three gyarus pricked up their ears to eavesdrop, which couldn't escape him.

"When did I become so popular?"

Kitakami Yoru complained again, who should he ask?

Eriri?

After all, this question was too shameful and embarrassing to say out loud.

Eriri had wet the bed and let him see it; he had experienced more embarrassing things.

In this way, it was undoubtedly the most suitable choice, along with the matter of being a model for the art club.

"I added it, should I contact you after school?"

Hayasaka Ai asked.

Everything was no different from a normal strike-up.

Both of them had ulterior motives.

"I have something to do after school, so I might be a little late."

Kitakami Yoru looked at Hayasaka Ai in front of him and began to evaluate her.

Hmm... beautiful, cute...

"It's okay, it's okay, we have plenty of time."

"We can wait for Kitakami-san!"

The gyarus answered first, their expressions even a bit excited.

They might be the objects that some boy had been secretly fantasizing about countless times.

If those boys saw the goddesses they didn't dare to touch or talk to being so humble in front of Kitakami Yoru, they didn't know how sad they would be.

Their hearts were broken.

So, boys, look on the bright side.

"See you later."

Kitakami Yoru smiled at Hayasaka Ai, glanced at the three gyarus, and waved as he walked away.

"Hmph, didn't you mock me a lot before?"

"Still playing truth or dare at the station, playing pranks on me, mocking me, making me lose face..."

"Hayasaka, we succeeded, that's great..."

"I'm so envious of you..."

After Kitakami Yoru walked away, the gyarus surrounded Hayasaka Ai.

"If you want his phone number, I can give it to you..."

Seeing her companions' expressions as if they were about to eat her, Hayasaka Ai sighed secretly.