Chapter 24

Living alone in a high-rise tower apartment, the house was too big, and sometimes she felt strange being alone.

23: Graffiti and bullying

The first day of official school.

In the shower room, after Kitakami Yoru finished exercising, he looked in the mirror and wiped the water droplets off his body.

Thinking of his fat self in the mirror, and Shinomiya Kaguya sticking her oar in and requiring him to enter the top thirty in total grades for this school year, he felt indignant in his heart.

The so-called student council has the power to manage all affairs in the academy, and Vice President Shinomiya Kaguya is just like this.

Just helping Kasumigaoka Utaha do evil.

Kitakami Yoru thought, he didn't know that Shinomiya Kaguya helping Kasumigaoka Utaha was half the duty of the student council and half because of her worry as the eldest daughter of the Shinomiya family.

But, they are all equally hateful!

Dressed, Kitakami Yoru packed the lunch he made.

Petted Sansan, who hadn't had time to get up in the morning, and pushed the door out.

"Morning, Gabriel."

Kitakami Yoru greeted Gabriel, who was blowing in the breeze in the corridor.

"Morning, I was a little excited last night and couldn't sleep." Gabriel responded very elegantly and properly.

Carrying his school bag, he walked down the apartment one after another with Kitakami Yoru and headed to the station.

"Can't tell you didn't sleep well." Kitakami Yoru sized up Gabriel's cute face and looked at the weather again.

A bit gloomy; the rainy season is just like this.

It seems he needs to keep an umbrella handy recently.

Walked for a few minutes to the station, took the train, and walked to school.

At the school gate, the two parted ways.

It was almost time for morning reading, and Kitakami Yoru and Gabriel lived relatively close, so they came a bit late.

Shuchiin was already big and ridiculously luxurious, and there was no one outside at this point.

Kitakami Yoru changed into indoor shoes on the first floor and walked to the classroom.

There was about ten minutes left before morning reading.

Every classroom was lively, and everyone was gathered together in twos and threes, familiar with each other.

When Kitakami Yoru passed Year 2, Class B, Eriri, sitting by the window, was idly resting her cute, fair face on one hand, looking out the window.

Her gaze was instantly attracted by Kitakami Yoru, who was walking by quickly with his head down.

Until Kitakami Yoru's fat body left Eriri's line of sight.

Unfortunately, Kitakami Yoru, who walked to the back door of the classroom, didn't look up just now.

Otherwise, he would definitely have been surprised by the gold treasure chest on Eriri's head and stopped in his tracks.

Exactly the same as the gold treasure chests on Kasumigaoka Utaha and Shinomiya Kaguya's heads!

The classroom of his own class was no different from other classrooms, but rather noisier.

Kitakami Yoru even heard people talking about him, regardless of whether they were boys or girls, all saying some bad things.

Kitakami Yoru, who had been used to it since childhood, didn't have much of a reaction and went straight to his seat.

"...bastard... damn it..."

Standing in front of his seat, Kitakami Yoru saw that his originally clean and tidy desk had been scribbled on with a black marker.

Some insulting animals were drawn, turtles, pig heads, and words cursing him for being disgusting and cursing him.

The entire desk surface had been destroyed by graffiti!

The anger in his heart suddenly rose.

Kitakami Yoru clenched his fists and quickly looked around the classroom.

At this moment, the classroom suddenly fell silent.

These so-called classmates silently looked at Kitakami Yoru, mocking him silently, their eyes no different from looking at animals in a zoo.

This is bullying!

Until Kitakami Yoru didn't say anything, quietly put his school bag away, and sat down.

These people became noisy again.

Kitakami Yoru moved his chair, leaned against the window, his fists clenched tightly until they turned white.

However, he had no way.

He didn't know who the culprit was, whether it was a man or a woman, whether it was in his class or another class, just like he didn't know who stole Kasumigaoka Utaha's panties and stockings.

Even if he knew, Kitakami Yoru would still hesitate whether he dared to retaliate, in case the culprit's family was a big capitalist or a bureaucrat.

In Japan, these people would collude between officials and businessmen, protecting each other. (Only targeting the hot and miserable Japan)

Maybe, flicking a finger could make his father lose his job.

Finance is a circle; once expelled from the circle, his father would never be able to work in finance again.

A thick sense of powerlessness spread in Kitakami Yoru's heart.

Damn it!

The hatred for Kasumigaoka Utaha and Shinomiya Kaguya in his heart grew even stronger!

If he had the chance, he wouldn't even want to turn them all into sows that only know how to be lewd and in heat!!!

Not long after.

Morning reading.

After three classes in the morning, it was the lunch break of one and a half hours.

There was a special student cafeteria in Shuchiin, and there was also bread and fast food in the vending machines.

As soon as it was lunchtime, more than half of the classroom was empty.

Kitakami Yoru silently took out the fat-reducing meal he brought from his school bag and ate it on the spot.

After eating, he packed up his lunch box, got up and walked out from the back door, and came to the familiar vending machine to buy a can of black coffee.

It was still as bitter as ever; after taking a sip, Kitakami Yoru walked back to the school building.

He originally wanted to go to the front desk and stay by himself to blow off some steam.

Because the weather was gloomy, he walked back to the classroom, flipped through the notes he had taken in the morning class, and looked at them casually.

Kitakami Yoru's academic performance in high school was not ideal.

He needed to start from the beginning, slowly make up for it, lay a good foundation, and then build the building.

This time, no matter what, he would grit his teeth and persist.

About half an hour later, Kitakami Yoru finished the last drop of black coffee, closed his notes, and took out his phone to kill time boredly.

"Shocking! Ozora Tsubasa predicts, WWII alliance, Japan 2:1 wins against Hans."

"Authoritative betting companies speak out, the champion of this World Cup will be born among the Samba Legion, the Three Lions Legion, and the Matador Legion..."

"It's soccer."

Kitakami Yoru quite liked soccer, and he became interested as soon as he saw it.

Just as he was about to read it properly.

At the back door of the classroom, his seatmate Miura Yumiko walked in with several classmates from the same class.

Straight away, they gathered around Miura Yumiko to chat.

A blonde boy with long hair combed back, wearing a headband, looking very much like a delinquent, suddenly poked his head in front of Kitakami Yoru.

It startled him.

"Hello... you... you are that... Kitakami-kun, right?"

"Haha, you are a big celebrity." Tobe Sho shouted at Kitakami Yoru with a very exaggerated expression, while gesturing.

Kitakami Yoru looked up, swept a glance at the other party, and turned his head decisively.

For this kind of person, there is no need to pay attention to him; just ignore him directly.

"Oh, Kitakami-something-kun, don't be like that?"

"You are a big celebrity, I want to take a picture with you, how about it?"

Tobe Sho smiled, not caring about Kitakami Yoru at all, took out his phone, held Kitakami Yoru's shoulder, as if he wanted to take a group photo.

"I don't want to take a picture."

Kitakami Yoru grabbed his wrist with his fleshy, big hand without even looking, and moved it away easily.