Chapter 239

Kitakami Yoru passed by the Angel Cafe and looked inside.

Business was okay, the vast majority of customers were Xiuzhiyuan students.

"Manager Yui..."

Kitakami Yoru saw a figure busy inside and instinctively felt a bit reserved for that moment.

Soon.

Kitakami Yoru and Gabriel walked to the bookstore where Aoyama Nanami worked.

Aoyama Nanami, who was organizing the display cabinet at the entrance, temporarily put down her work and greeted them with a light smile.

"Morning, Gabriel."

"Morning... Kitakami..."

Aoyama Nanami clearly saw Kitakami Yoru first, but greeted Gabriel first.

"Morning."

Gabriel slowed her pace slightly.

"Morning Nanami."

Kitakami Yoru smiled at Aoyama Nanami and waved goodbye.

"Kitakami and Gabriel's relationship is really good..."

"Going to school together every day, and knowing each other longer than me..."

"Gabriel is also far cuter than me."

After the two left, a faint complexity and conflict appeared in Aoyama Nanami's eyes.

She discovered that she really liked Kitakami, liked Kitakami Yoru!

Since that day, as long as she was alone, with nothing to distract her attention.

Once she rested, very strangely, she could always think of Kitakami Yoru.

Since childhood, Aoyama Nanami had never liked any boy.

But she knew very well that she had such feelings, feeling flustered and shy when seeing Kitakami Yoru, and often thinking of the other party.

If it's not liking, then what is it?

But herself... not very good-looking.

Life is also a mess, time is like a squeezed sponge, unable to squeeze out water.

Morning work, school, noon rest to catch up on sleep, afternoon school, work until night...

Day after day.

And she couldn't stop.

Once she stopped, she couldn't afford the high voice acting course fees.

"Gabriel, I'm going first."

At the Xiuzhiyuan gate, Kitakami Yoru and Gabriel separated.

Walking toward the teaching building.

Kasumigaoka Utaha called him, making him stop downstairs.

"Something up?"

After Kitakami Yoru connected, he turned on the speakerphone.

"Where are you? Have you arrived at school?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha on the other end of the phone had a cold tone.

"At school, downstairs in the teaching building, do you have something?"

Kitakami Yoru said indifferently.

"Come to the student council."

Kasumigaoka Utaha said, hanging up the phone directly.

Kitakami Yoru turned and left, heading to the student council.

Student council, not far away.

Kasumigaoka Utaha's snow-white plump buttocks wrapped in black silk pantyhose pressed on the bench, popping out amazing meatiness.

Tempting black silk legs stretched out casually, feet in small black leather shoes crossed.

"Wait until I finish breakfast."

After Kitakami Yoru walked over, Kasumigaoka Utaha nibbled on a blueberry bread in small bites.

"Morning reading is about to start."

Kitakami Yoru's gaze swept over Kasumigaoka Utaha's breakfast.

A blueberry bread sold in any convenience store, a box of chocolate-flavored reconstituted milk.

"How come it's the same taste as mine..."

Before Kitakami Yoru lost weight, four days a week, breakfast was this combination.

Not long after.

Kasumigaoka Utaha, who had finished her breakfast, sat upright, holding her phone, and turned to look at Kitakami Yoru.

In her wine-red eyes, a trace of dissatisfaction and anger flashed, and she spoke slowly: "Give me your bank account number."

"Account number? You want to give me money?"

Most of Kitakami Yoru's attention was gathered on Kasumigaoka Utaha and hadn't left.

"Do you want it or not?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha operated her phone with one hand, logged into mobile banking, and touched her left cheek with the other.

This side of her face had taken a ruthless slap from someone.

It hurt her to death!

After using medicine, it took a full two days to completely recover from the swelling.

"Wait a moment."

Kitakami Yoru didn't hesitate to take the free money.

Took out his phone, logged into mobile banking, and pulled up all the account numbers.

Came to Kasumigaoka Utaha and handed over his phone.

"Let me see... 621226..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha's movements were sharp, her fair fingers clicked on the phone screen quickly, looking up at the account number from time to time.

A dozen seconds later.

She whispered, checked the account number again, and confirmed it was correct.

Entered the password and transferred the money.

"Done."

Kasumigaoka Utaha gently flashed her phone screen before Kitakami Yoru's eyes.

The long string of numbers in the balance was very conspicuous.

"Over eleven million?"

Kitakami Yoru was slightly surprised.

At this time, his phone rang with a notification sound.

An unknown account had transferred fifty thousand to him.

Plus his original balance, over nine hundred thousand.

Not even enough for Kasumigaoka Utaha's fraction.

"Fifty thousand for you, I don't owe you anything from now on."

Kasumigaoka Utaha put away her phone and said indifferently after standing up.

"Good, really rich..."

Kitakami Yoru muttered and nodded.

"Hmph."

Hearing this, Kasumigaoka Utaha snorted smugly, her expression revealing a hint of sarcasm.

"Aren't you a student from a wealthy family?"

Kitakami Yoru asked casually.