Chapter 229

The progress bar of the Golden Treasure Chest increased by a tiny bit.

Should he take this opportunity to disgust Kasumigaoka Utaha and open the Golden Treasure Chest by the way?

After all, from now on, it would be very difficult for him to get close to Kasumigaoka Utaha.

The other party is in her third year, next year at the end of February.

She would graduate from high school and leave Xiuzhiyuan.

The magic of the Golden Treasure Chest, needless to say.

Kitakami Yoru was very clear about its importance.

The next second.

A single sentence from Kasumigaoka Utaha made him dismiss this ridiculous idea.

"Pervert, don't look at me!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha saw Kitakami Yoru staring straight at her, and after a long time without reaction.

And having refused her compensation conditions, she assumed that this disgusting foot-fetishist pervert had taken a fancy to her body and wanted to use this to make even more excessive demands.

She had personally flipped through Kitakami Yoru's doujinshi, self-proclaimed to understand the extent of Kitakami Yoru's perversion.

No, just liking feet was perverted enough.

"I shouldn't have provoked him just now..."

A look of wariness appeared in her eyes, and Kasumigaoka Utaha reached for her school bag.

"Self-righteous bitch!"

Kitakami Yoru not only heard Kasumigaoka Utaha scolding him, but also read the thoughts in her heart.

Even now, she still thought her body was very charming?

"What did you call me?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha's inner powder keg was instantly ignited.

"Calling you a stinking bitch, bitch, whore..."

"You really haven't made any progress at all, still the same as during the field trip..."

'Thinking I'm coveting your body?"

This was the part that made Kitakami Yoru the angriest; Kasumigaoka Utaha still thought of him like that?!

Opening the Golden Treasure Chest, there would be plenty of opportunities!

The furious Kitakami Yoru thought to himself while walking toward Kasumigaoka Utaha.

"You... don't come over?"

"Get lost..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha was distracted, and it wasn't until Kitakami Yoru was right in front of her that she barely reacted!

"Slap!"

Suddenly, Kitakami Yoru made his move.

Look at this palm, it's big and wide!

My palm is very big, you endure it!

A loud slap sound made even Eriri raise her head.

(°ο°)

Kasumigaoka Utaha was stunned...

"I don't want a single cent of your stinking money!"

"Kasumigaoka Utaha, do you really think you're high and mighty?"

"Are you used to being licked, feeling like the whole world revolves around you, and everyone will give you face?"

"Those high-ranking congressmen, wealthy bankers, sons of capitalists lick you, so you've gotten used to being self-righteous?"

"Even the American President wouldn't do that, you stupid kelp-rice pig!"

In his extreme anger, Kitakami Yoru even used dirty words from the Kansai region.

This slap of his made his own palm hurt incredibly.

Let alone Kasumigaoka Utaha, whose head was buzzing.

"Sure enough, nothing is more comfortable than taking direct action..."

Kitakami Yoru now understood clearly why some people, despite being in the right and completely able to calm down and fight back in other ways.

Still couldn't help but make the first move.

This sense of satisfaction was comparable to a Tyrannosaurus Rex hunting...

"Can't do this when facing Shinomiya Kaguya..."

Kitakami Yoru didn't forget his bottom line; don't touch what shouldn't be touched.

Shinomiya Kaguya was an existence he couldn't impulsively touch.

"Kasumigaoka Utaha, get yourself straight; not everyone is like those lick-dogs."

Kitakami Yoru added.

Feeling the sharp pain from her cheek, Kasumigaoka Utaha instantly sobered up, retreating in panic.

"I hope this slap can make you wake up a bit."

"I don't want your money, go clarify to the school on Monday, and formally apologize to me in front of the whole school, and this matter will be settled."

Kitakami Yoru said calmly, glanced at Eriri one last time, and turned to leave the small park.

As for the money, he had mind-reading, so it was easy to make money.

And what if Kasumigaoka Utaha turned around and sued him for extortion?

Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't make a sound from the pain, just glared fixedly at Kitakami Yoru's figure as he left.

"You... does it hurt?"

Eriri leaned against the wall and stood up.

Kasumigaoka Utaha had a complex expression and glanced at Eriri.

It seemed that Kitakami Yoru's slap had slapped some sense into her.

Also, Kitakami Yoru really didn't hold back at all, slapping her!

"I've been hit by him too, you'd better ice it quickly."

"Also, do you have anything you want to say to me..."

Eriri nervously lowered her posture.

"You... go... hiss..."

The pain in her face was a bit beyond Kasumigaoka Utaha's imagination.

"Huh? You're not threatening me?"

"Not using Tomoya to threaten me?"

Eriri said, slightly shocked.

"Get lost."

Kasumigaoka Utaha's expression changed.

Eriri's body stiffened, she hesitated for a moment, and then hurriedly ran out of the small park.

During this time, she looked back a total of three times.

"This should be enough, right?!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha sat on the ground powerlessly, feeling some anger in her heart, but not much.

Kitakami Yoru slapped her.

Fine, we're even.

She would also give a portion of the money.

To avoid the mental illness of guilt.

Kitakami Yoru left the small park and returned in the direction of Xiuzhiyuan.

On the way, he blew on his numb and red palm.

Just as he was about to return to Xiuzhiyuan, he accidentally saw a student pacing back and forth nearby.

To be precise, it was on the other side of the road, and the other party saw him first.

"Don't recognize him..."